Sunflowers Poem by David Wood
Sunflowers
Will Gauguin like them in his room?
Even van Gogh said he was mad about
His sunflowers.
Gauguin even painted van Gogh
Painting his sunflowers.
Those sunflowers, the cycle of life.
From those buds to showing maturity.
Then death in its final epitaph not on
A gravestone but on the canvas.
Spiky twisted stems that epitomise
Life in the raw.
Of green sepals and bristling seed heads
That speak of the passion of life.
But Gauguin didn’t stay; van Gogh
Frustration seen in the melting gold flowers.
As they say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, there is such a lot of feeling in these words.
Hmm fine brill way u hav relatd dis in relation to d sunflower. Kudos! !
Another great word painting. Van Gogh eat your heart out! ! ! ! BB : O)
Frustration seen in the melting gold flowers....amazing line...hopeless individual seems like melting flower but when it watered by the hope, its whiff can easily be feel about..nice poem
A magnificent poem. My favorite lines: 'Those sunflowers, the cycle of life. From those buds to showing maturity. Then death in its final epitaph not on A gravestone but on the canvas'...appreciated this wonderful composition that is absolutely a beauty!
Very philosophical and the comparison brought here is appropriate and mind-blowing.
twist and turn here which enhances the beauty of the poem.....a lovely poem..fully enjoyed..10
I love sunflowers! ! Oh how beautifully you have connected them to the great artists...brilliant!
A lovely poem of the wonderful painters and their Sunflowers, which are highly captivating 1
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/19/2025 8:14:17 AM # 1.0.0
A very deep and interesting poem, capturing the mystique of the sunflowers! Inspired write!